You're so narrow-minded! You live in the same village you grew up in, you run the family business, you're buying a nursery down the road... you're practically still in the womb. So before you lecture me on the way to live my life, try living one of your own, OK?

Obviously this is engagement ring city. Couples are wandering along and girls are pointing through the windows and the men are smiling but all look slightly sick whenever their girlfriends turn away.

... what would Poirot do? Poirot wouldn't flap around in a panic. He'd stay calm and use his little grey cells and recall some tiny, vital detail which would be the clue to everything.

I change my mind so much, I'm better going on my own. Shopping is a selfish activity anyway.

Why on earth declutter when you can just shrinkwrap?

I can see the warmth. He's falling for me.

A divorce is like a controlled explosion. Everyone on the outside is OK.